Meeting the Perfect One
Meeting the Perfect One
Who knew that he could ever meet
With a girl so wise and so sweet...
First it was all hi and hello
That drove 'em to Subway with jalapeno...
Had they not then ordered waffle
Hardly there would be any giggle...
Had he taken charge that moment
Wouldn't his misery accrued exponent...
Still he yearns for her presence
Which filled him with exuberance...
And now she's all gone
It looks like he's being torn...
Back then he confused that with volition
And now he prefers the word coercion...

